Word around town is,You're doing better now that you aren't being held down by a man drowning,Through glass stained by lipstick worn from a kiss of death hounding my existence...With every sip,I die a little internally while refurbishing my taste for a drip,Of saliva from another's lips,For another trip to a honey moon sweeter than... Continue Reading →
Truth Of The Matter Is – Day 292, Never Give Up On Your Dreamz
Lately,All of my poems have been getting shorter.There's just not much to say having the same pot of rice and beans everyday.Feeling my bones tremble a bit longer as I hold the weight of my loneliness on my shoulders.What else is there to mention besides the gargantuan stake piercing through my gut everyday I wake... Continue Reading →
Sheath Of Scorns
Her lips form a sheath with a smirk,Dangerously risen.And,When they part,Sharp daggers fly,While my joy is dismissed… No mercy,She shows as she gloats over misfortunes my sanity is shadowed by.Flesh is her food,And she'll eat it with as much malice intent needed… It always took two to tango,But,Our music stopped,While she let my hands go…... Continue Reading →